Do you really hate humans, and what makes you completely intolerant of their existence, even if they pose no threat to you?
The discomfort caused by the "sizzling" vibration made me feel even more tired. Before the story was over, I was ready to get up and start my internship. It was a dream, but it was really too close to the real world. I had clearly experienced the wetness of the blood splashing on my face and the disgusting stench. I subconsciously touched my face. I could only feel the dry and flaky roughness of my skin caused by blowing the air conditioner all night, which seemed to be no different from usual. From home to the subway station, the whole person was in a half-asleep state. The volume of the music in the headphones was turned to the maximum, which seemed to be weakened by the thoughts in the mind...
"When will he end it?"
"What is his purpose?"
"Does he really hate humans?"
"What happened to those nurses and children?"
While waiting for the subway, I muttered to myself and looked at myself in the glass of the subway platform. Nothing unusual happened to anyone around me. The couple I always met on the road were still inseparable and cuddling with each other today. The man in the suit was still wearing a down jacket and a formal suit today and was holding pancakes and fruit in his hand. There was also the man in the sweatshirt, who seemed to have been wearing his shirt for a week. The orange velvet sweatshirt that stood out in the crowd still looked so bohemian... Everything was quite normal, but I looked at myself in the glass again and couldn't help but wonder if this was the real world. I thought I was probably crazy. The wind was so strong today, so I was probably blown away. If possible, I hope to see the follow-up tonight. A dream series sounds good too.
Dream again, hope I can do something.
Purpose: Thinking about the impact of alien civilization on human society